MICHELLE’s POV.

Sitting in front of the doctor, my heart continues to beat fast against my rib cage. How I wish Enzo was here with me but he has a meeting that he can not miss but he promised to be here soon.

With him beside me, I will surely feel better because right now; my whole being is in turmoil.

The old man clears his throat before raising his head to meet my gaze.

“Miss Michelle” he presses forward against the chair and drops the document on the table, “I have ...